Although Gao Bo looked dashing with his neat brows and bright eyes, he clearly lost all his confidence when the conversation turned to Feng Jiao. In truth, it wasn't really his fault; Feng Jiao wasn't a difficult woman to approach, but she was one who paid close attention to propriety, which made many people feel deeply insecure around her.
At that moment, Gao Bo looked at Ye Xiao as if he were the Guanyin Bodhisattva, come to relieve suffering and distress.
"Don't look at me with such adoration," Ye Xiao said to Gao Bo, feigning profundity. "I've roamed the field of love for many years. If I didn't even know how to pursue a beauty like Little Mei, how could I continue to make my way in this world?" Seeing that Gao Bo fell for it, he spoke with even more pretended depth.
Sure enough, Gao Bo felt no disgust upon hearing Ye Xiao's words; instead, he was conquered by Ye Xiao's confidence.
